My mom likes to say I’m the luckiest person she knows.
I’ve never bought a lottery tickets, so I can’t prove this theory absolutely, but she does have a point.
Mostly, I just seem to very adept at getting smoking deals on stuff (this is an excellent trait when you have an income of approximately $5 a month and MBA tuition of approximately $5 million a semester).
A few recent smoking deals:
We really wanted a bed for our guestroom/my office so that when people came to visit, they wouldn’t have to sleep on the floor or an air mattress or the couch. Also, the room looked dumb because it’s enormous and having just my small desk against one wall? Ridiculous looking. But paying at the very least $200 for a bed that would be slept in only a few times a year? Not our most sound financial choice. Then someone from church emailed that they were having a garage sale, and when we went over to check it out, it turned out they had a queen size mattress, box spring and frame. “Does $10 sound okay?” they asked? Bart tried out the mattress (Ella, who was watching from the car, said, “Why is Dad taking a nap on that driveway?”), deemed it good, and then the garage sale hosts handed Bart their truck keys so Bart could bring it back to our house. Happy days indeed.
Next? The guest room also needed some curtains, because, oddly, this house has blinds on only three windows (only one of which is a bedroom). Nothing says, “Welcome to our home” like a guest bedroom with giant uncovered windows. But again. Curtains? Expensive. Then I got an email from someone from church (apparently people from church are just dying to give me free stuff? I don’t ask questions. I just try to reply really super fast before it’s gone) with four Pottery Barn panel curtains. The perfect color for our bedroom (which meant we could take the white curtains in our bedroom and put them in the guest room). A quick trip to pick them up and voila! Curtains in the guest room. I’m certain my parents will appreciate them this weekend when they come to visit.